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I don’t do yoga, never tried Pilates Not many people want me at their parties Tryna find my place, some place, oh I, oh I, oh I And I drink a little more than recommended This world ain’t exactly what my heart expected Tryna find my way someway, oh I, oh I, oh I [Chorus:] See, whoa, c’est la vie Maybe something’s wrong with me But, whoa, at least I am free, oh, oh, I am free Yeah, whoa, c’est la vie Maybe something’s wrong with me But, hey, at least I am free, oh, oh, I am free If you ask the church then I am no believer Spend Sundays asleep I'm just another dreamer Still tryna find my home sweet home, oh I, oh I, oh I And I guess I ain’t too good for money neither I got two left feet, no, I'm no Jackson either Just tryna find my way someway, oh I, oh I, oh I [Chorus:] See, whoa, c’est la vie Maybe something’s wrong with me But, whoa, at least I am free, oh, oh, I am free Yeah, whoa, c’est la vie And maybe something’s wrong with me But, whoa, at least I am free, oh, oh, I am free Just tryna find my home sweet home, sweet home, sweet home, sweet home, I drink a little more than recommended 'Cause this ain’t exactly what my heart expected [Chorus:] Whoa, c’est la vie Maybe something’s wrong with me But whoa, at least I am free, oh, oh, I am free Yeah, whoa, c’est la vie Maybe something’s wrong with me But, whoa, at least I am free, oh, oh, I am free. Whoa, c’est la vie Maybe something’s wrong with me Whoa, at least I am free, oh, oh, I am free Whoa, c’est la vie Maybe something’s wrong with me Whoa, at least I am free, oh, oh, I am free.
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Apr 3, 2016
Apr 3, 2016 at 5:11 AM UTC
Free (Rudimental)
I don’t do yoga, never tried Pilates Not many people want me at their parties Tryna find my place, some place, oh I, oh I, oh I And I drink a little more than recommended This world ain’t exactly what my heart expected Tryna find my way someway, oh I, oh I, oh I [Chorus:] See, whoa, c’est la vie Maybe something’s wrong with me But, whoa, at least I am free, oh, oh, I am free Yeah, whoa, c’est la vie Maybe something’s wrong with me But, hey, at least I am free, oh, oh, I am free If you ask the church then I am no believer Spend Sundays asleep I'm just another dreamer Still tryna find my home sweet home, oh I, oh I, oh I And I guess I ain’t too good for money neither I got two left feet, no, I'm no Jackson either Just tryna find my way someway, oh I, oh I, oh I [Chorus:] See, whoa, c’est la vie Maybe something’s wrong with me But, whoa, at least I am free, oh, oh, I am free Yeah, whoa, c’est la vie And maybe something’s wrong with me But, whoa, at least I am free, oh, oh, I am free Just tryna find my home sweet home, sweet home, sweet home, sweet home, I drink a little more than recommended 'Cause this ain’t exactly what my heart expected [Chorus:] Whoa, c’est la vie Maybe something’s wrong with me But whoa, at least I am free, oh, oh, I am free Yeah, whoa, c’est la vie Maybe something’s wrong with me But, whoa, at least I am free, oh, oh, I am free. Whoa, c’est la vie Maybe something’s wrong with me Whoa, at least I am free, oh, oh, I am free Whoa, c’est la vie Maybe something’s wrong with me Whoa, at least I am free, oh, oh, I am free.
I don't know why this song speaks to me but... It so does... http://youtu.be/KDPW_g2AhAU
helen
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helen
Australian
Apr 3, 2016
Apr 3, 2016 at 5:11 AM UTC
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